Novel & Cerita Death Battle Reaction Fanfiction

that the whole pack had been celebrating minutes ago was a corpse, a puppet that had been driven for three full days. The pack erupted. Every broadcast channel exploded simultaneously. Rage came through the screens in walls of text. My mother heard the forensic specialist's declaration and let out a sound that didn't belong to a rational creature. "You're lying. She was fighting in that arena just now." "She is the perfect warrior I built with my own two hands. She is the thing that was supposed to turn my life around." "You're the killers. You killed my daughter." She lunged at the specialist with both hands, dark red nails raking at their face.

But I held my ground, matching her strike for strike. “You’re persistent,” she said, her voice cold. “And you’re finished,” I replied. As the battle reached its climax, Jessica and Marcus joined me, their combined efforts forcing Elara back. “You can’t win,” Elara hissed, her voice laced with desperation. “We already have,” I said, driving my dagger into her chest. Her scream echoed through the clearing as she crumpled to the ground, her body dissolving into ash.

Until death, chapter 33 Theme: "Getting Ready" "Let's go and chew some ears," Reed chittered on my shoulder, his tail wiggling in excitement as if the battle we were about to have was for leisure. "That bitch and her boyfriend," he chittered again, and I knew he was talking about Ryan and my mom. "Don't fucking stop me," he growled, and I could feel the anger in his voice. "Their ears, eyes, and nose belong to me. Then you can do to their body as you like."

Barely conscious. And the Void King stands alone. Weakened. Vulnerable. "Now," I tell Luna. "Finish him." She moves beside me. Mother and daughter. Fighting together. We hit him with everything. Counter and rage. Creation and vengeance. Love and loss. He screams. Dissolves. Dies. Gone. Finally. The battle ends. Silence falls. Reality stabilizes. But Kai is still dead. I fall to my knees beside him. The rage fading. Leaving only grief. "Come back. Please come back."

She then looked at at him as she exclaimed, "How dare you!" "It's your surname though!" She slapped his arm and for a moment he lost control of the car but quickly recovered. "Shit..." Ashleigh breathed out as Damien chuckled nervously. "Sorry." "I swear if I died I would've killed you!" "How would you do that when you're dead?" "I'll possess you and make you commit suicide." Damien gave her a look. "Thats dark woman." "I love you too."

"I told you to step away." She falls to her knees. I see fear in her eyes. “Please help me. I don’t want to die…” she mouths, but we just keep looking at her. This is her punishment. She is on her knees for a while before she falls forward onto her face. Blood pours the more on the floor, and its stench envelopes everywhere Now my wolf retreats and I get back control. I am now back to myself. I stand there for a moment, looking down at the dead body. “What have I done?” I whisper. “This is going to cause a war… we need to leave!” l

She whirled, then, and met my eyes with a slow, deliberate regard. "It’s over," she breathed softly. I struggled to speak, my voice thick with emotion, and forced out a single, stumbling word: "Could it really be?" Naomi took a shaking breath, her fingers tightening in mine. "I think… I think it is." I breathed out a slow, shaking breath, my shoulders dropping in exhaustion. I was relieved, a warm, flooding sensation at odds with the lingering, gnawing ache of what had happened. Naomi lived. Deluna died. And now maybe our battle was just over. With Naomi by my side, to face whatever happened next.

"Time for what?" "To end this." I ran. Through the horde. Through the chaos. Through the death. I reached Commander Vex. I lunged. She dodged. I struck again. She blocked. We fought. A battle of titans. A battle of legends. A battle of gods. And this time, I was winning. Commander Vex fell. I stood over her. "It's over." She laughed. "It's never over." She closed her eyes. She died. I stood over her body.

He was just Cardan, my desperate, broken mate. "I love you, Scarlett," Cardan sobbed, his voice raw with pain, kneeling beside us. He pulled my limp hand to his face, kissing my knuckles again and again. "I always have. I never told you. I couldn't… but I loved you. Stay with me. Please, stay." "I know," I whispered to Adam, managing a weak smile. "I love you too.” Tears fell from my eyes down to the sides of my ears. My vision tunneled. The roaring of the defeated Beastmen, the shouts of Xaden's warriors. it all faded into a gentle, rushing silence. I felt Cardan's warmth, Adam's frantic tears, and then... nothing. I died.

“But you would be alive, and that’s all that matters.” “No—I can’t… cheat fate.” She coughed up blood. “If there’s… another life, I’ll find you… and never leave you. But please… let me go.” I leaned in and placed a kiss on her lips. The blackness spread up her neck. “I love you,” I whispered, just before she turned to ashes in my hands. Tears streamed down my face as I stared at her remains—ashes. . - Aliyah Daemon Born 3046 – Died 3066